Old Town, Linfeng Lane.

There are thick camphor trees on both sides of the street, and cicadas are hiding among the treetops, chirping tirelessly.

A taxi stopped at the entrance of the alley on Ju Street.

The taxi driver looked through the rearview mirror and occasionally glanced at the strange young passenger in the back seat.

This guy is so weird.

He was asked to drive to Laifeng Lane and didn't get out of the car when he arrived. He just sat in the car, just turning his head and looking out the window.

The driver also glanced out several times. There were only a few ordinary shops in the alley, and they were all very ordinary. There really wasn't any way to get there.

The car has been parked here for almost an hour.

Seeing as this young man is wearing a brand-name suit, he shouldn't know how to run a taxi, but leaving the air conditioner on all the time seems like a waste to a taxi driver who is used to being frugal.

The driver hesitated whether he should remind the young man in the back seat.

Suddenly, several thunders sounded in the sky.

There was a thunderous clap, and the driver was startled.

Then I peeked at the young man in the back seat, but there was no reaction at all.

The driver couldn't help but be a little impressed.

This kid is really brave.

It's getting dark now, and there's a good chance of a heavy rain.

Rong Rong glanced in the direction of the street and looked back indifferently.

The second thing I said after getting in the car was, "Let's go."

"Okay."

The driver started the car and backed out of the alley.

In the flower shop, Ruan Yuman sat among the bouquets, pruning the branches.

Ling Bingding was startled by these thunders.

"ah."

The fingertip was pricked by a rose thorn, and a drop of blood condensed on the fingertip.

Ruan Yuman put down the scissors in his hand, stood up and took a tissue to stop the bleeding.

He raised his head and looked outside.

There are dark clouds outside, and it's likely to rain heavily soon.

Ruan Yuman went to get it. He quickly went to get his cell phone and called his son Jian Yi who was out delivering flowers.

No one answered the phone.

Ruan Yuman was extremely anxious.

Hyacinths, lilies, roses and many other flowers are still displayed outside.

There was no other way, so Ruan Yuman had to put her cell phone on the counter and move the flowerpot into the house first.

Ruan Yuman hurriedly took a hemostatic patch and applied it to the injured finger. Ruan Yuman ran to the door and moved the flowerpots outside the door in one by one.

There is still more than half left to move in.

Heavy raindrops hit the glass window violently, making a crackling sound.

Ruan Yuman's body was quickly soaked by the rain.

She braved the wind and rain and moved the flower pots faster.

Her waist is not good, and after moving for a while, her waist was a little overwhelmed.

After moving the flower pot into the house, you have to get up and rub your waist.

And because it was raining too hard, I was afraid of damaging the flowers, so I didn't dare to waste any more time. After my waist felt a little better, I ran outside against the wind and rain again.

A battery-cart stopped in front of the store. A handsome-looking young man stepped off the battery-cart and limped to the flower shop to help move the lilies into the house.

"I was just worried about what to do if it rained so heavily and you didn't bring a raincoat. Fortunately, you're back. Stop moving. Quickly, put the flowerpot down. Your legs haven't healed yet. You're not allowed to move."

Ruan Yuman chased him into the house and refused to allow the young man to behave like this again.

Jian Yi tried to convince her mother, "Mom, my legs are fine. The two of us can move faster together. When the rain gets heavier, all those flowers will suffer."

He turned around and was about to run outside again, but was stopped by Ruan Yuman, "How many days have it been since your foot was injured by a flower pot? Do you think your feet are Vajra feet? It healed so quickly? Look at your clothes.

I'm all soaked. Hurry up and go upstairs and take a shower. Mom can do it alone."

Ruan Yuman pushed Jian Yi upstairs, but Jian Yi slipped away.

Jian Yi ran to the door, "Mom, my feet are really fine!"

Seeing that she could not stop her son, Ruan Yuman had no choice but to speed up moving the flower pots.

As long as she moves more, Xiaoyi can move less.

Jian Yi moved a pot of lilies into the house and suddenly asked: "Mom, are all the windows upstairs closed?"

Ruan Yuman called out "Oh!"

Apparently I forgot.

Jian Yi put the flowerpot on the ground and said to her mother: "Mom, please go upstairs and close the window first."

Ruan Yuman frowned: "Can you do it alone?"

Jian Yi showed a cute smile, "Yes."

Ruan Yuman was still not at ease and told her son: "Then you move less. If the flowers are really wet, they will be damaged. Remember, the flowers are not as important as you. Do you understand?"

Jian Yi nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Ruan Yuman opened the door to the backyard, turned around, "Mom will be down soon, please move less, ah."

Jian Yi smiled and said, "Okay."

As soon as Ruan Yuman left, Jian Yi bit her lower lip with a painful expression.

In fact, his legs were not healed at all.

Moving those flower pots just now put excessive stress on his feet, causing pain again.

Jian Yi endured the pain and limped to the door.

There are still a few pots of carnations left that have not been moved into the house.

The carnation flower pot was a bit big, and Jian Yi couldn't move it the first time.

He took a deep breath and strained his arms.

Suddenly, the flowerpot in his hand suddenly moved lightly, and Jian Yi raised his head.

I saw a young man helping him hold the flower pot.

The other person's bangs were too long and were wet from the rain, almost covering his eyes. Even so, his appearance was astonishingly beautiful.

Jian Yi was startled.

When he reacted, the other party had already taken over the entire flower pot and moved the flower pot into the house for him.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Jian Yi finally reacted.

Seeing that the other party was enthusiastic about moving the hydrangeas outside the door into the house for him, Jian Yi hurriedly ran forward and said, "Thank you very much! I can move the rest myself."

But the other party seemed not to hear. He bent down, stood up, and moved the flower pot into the house in one swift motion.

Moving flower pots also requires skills. If you use the wrong force, it will not only be laborious, but will often make you exhausted.

Jian Yi was surprised to find that the young man in front of him, who looked to be about the same age as himself, was as proficient at moving flower pots as he was when he grew up in a flower shop.

"This...classmate, thank you very much. I will move the rest myself..."

Jian Yi wanted to take the hydrangea pot from the other party, but the other party avoided it and moved the flower pot into the house for him.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

When you open your mouth to speak, wind and rain can pour into your mouth.

Jian Yi had no choice but to temporarily accept the other's favor and help move the flower pots into the house.

There are only a few hanging baskets left.

The hanging basket is lighter.

With the help of a strange boy, Jian Yi finally moved all the flower pots.

"It's finally fine. Thank you, thank you..."

Jian Yi put his hands on his knees and panted slightly.
To be continued...